It’s All About Control 

Emotions can either work with you or against you, at the moment mine are suffocating me and for particular reason I am feeling incredibly sad. Contrary to my previous post on happiness, you cannot always be smiling and joyful. It’s natural to be sad and feel down sometimes and it’s a thing you should embrace. If you never feel sadness can you ever know true happiness? The answer is no. 

Emotions are truly a bunch of mixed up signals that we need to ride through to get to the other side. Whatever would help you to get through it quicker I would encourage you to do. Such as a walk or baking. We can’t always control how we feel, but we can control how long we feel it for. 


The Truth Of Happiness

I believe the most difficult challenge we ever have to face is deciding how to be happy. Not the small sprouting of happiness we experience when we eat our favorite food or listen to good music, but real, true happiness.

For me, happiness is something we have to set our sights on, something we need to work hard at to achieve. My idea of happiness is to be successful at all that I do, so I put hard work into everything and when I achieve the results I want, I feel a real sense of happiness. Once you’ve done all you want in life, that is the true form of happiness.

Happiness is one thing that everyone desires most in the world, and I believe that sometimes you are forced to feel other people’s happiness as your own. Worse still is when you have to endure every repetitive dull day without happiness. If you are in this place then you should stop, you need to be doing things that make you happy everyday. Even if it is just a little spark of happiness to keep you through your morning, that’s better than nothing. I believe the reason we are on this planet is to enjoy it and make the most out of our lives. So do things that make you happy, be someone who makes you happy. Most of all, understand the truth of happiness isn’t something to get, it’s inside you always, you just have to be strong enough to find it.

If I Had a Dollar (Why I Am a Feminist)

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image courtesy Devil Doll image courtesy Devil Doll

Because my mother was a painter and a beauty when artists had patrons and a woman like that needed a man to take care of her, so she married a money man.

Because my mother’s mother was a beauty and her mother was, too, and that’s what people said: “She was a beautiful woman,” as if that was the only remarkable thing.

Because I was born in 1966, the year Betty Friedan and others started the National Organization of Women and challenged an industry which required flight attendants to quit if they got married, pregnant, or reached the age of 32.

Because when my mother had me, she stopped painting and started cleaning house and throwing dinner parties and smoking too many cigarettes and crying in the mirror.

Because my mother never told me that I looked pretty because she did not want me to grow…

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